There are closed boxes and open boxes in this artwork, and there is a slow growth on top of them.

Everybody has that one box, that they move with them from place to place. And then when you finally open it, there it is, that one forgotten moment. Those memories construct a scenery, and into that scenery they must also dissolve –

The installation takes up the whole gallery space. It consist of cardboard box mountains that are cluttered with small plastic palm trees made out of drinking straws. Some of the box piles reach the ceiling, some are just one box high. The space is dimly lit and has an electric air, because there are short videoloops projected in some of the boxes. The videos are small fragments of memories. Light are installed low, so that they create shadows of the thousands of small drinking straw palm trees.

We were thinking of the fleeting moment of happiness when creating the piece. Trying to find fractures in the glittering surface of happiness, trying to figure out how to show this to the audience. We realised that a recurring thing in happiness is the fear of it soon being over. Clinging to the past was a big theme in our thinking. It will all soon be over.

We packed all this in cardboard boxes, that we let be a substrate to the small palm trees.